A few weeks ago I started reading and listening to Mathew McConaughey’s autobiography called Greenlights which he penned at 50 reflecting on his personal life and career. This is my humble take on it.
Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart.
You can be easily recruited, you’re heaven sent. Your smile put me at ease, you’re the woman I need, but where is she?
We’ve been conditioned to believe in the lie that great art is the standard that’s exhibited in the Louvre or that Da Vinci and Michaelangelo are the epitome of human expression.
It may help in understanding human affairs to be clear that most of the great triumphs and tragedies of history are caused, not by people being fundamentally good or fundamentally bad, but by people being fundamentally people.
I’ve uncannily rediscovered Harry Potter and I love it.
Earlier this month, Forbes asserted that Jay-Z has accumulated a fortune that “conservatively totals $1 billion,” making him the first hip-hop artist to reach such heights.
Adults follow paths. Children explore. Adults are content to walk the same way, hundreds of times, or thousands and perhaps it never occurs to adults to step off the paths, to take risks and take the road less travelled so to speak.
I don’t believe anyone else has quite captured the human condition the way George RR Martin has. Some people will scratch the surface and come away thinking Game of Thrones is just a show about dragons, incest and a whole lot of violence.
We are all working from the same dog-eared script. At best our choices are half chance and life is short, you can’t afford to miss a day over someone else.